It appears that somebody has stolen yet another month. I know February is only 28 days long but March already? Really? Despite the apparent sneaky month thievery it would appear that quite a few events worthy of note have taken place this month...
[Graffiti quote on the outside of the wall protecting the Parc de la Ciutadella in Barcelona]
As this rather fabulous graffiti quote suggests the reduction in the number of days hasn't affected the amount of *stuff* I have achieved throughout the month of February:
5 = The number of nights I spent in the fabulous city of Barcelona.
[Wall sculpture on residential buildings outside the MACBA]
4 = The number of loads of washing I did in one day after returning from Barcelona; quite an achievement considering I don't have a tumble drier and live in Cumbria; possibly the wettest county in the UK.
2 = The number of rather special items of clothing purchased this month, keep your eyes peeled for more details soon. I'm saving them for a *best* post.
12 = The number of pink roses I received on St Valentines Day. [for the first time ever. Whoop! Happy face]. The roses are now drying, quite successfully, hanging from my staircase.
6 = The number of heart shaped bread rolls I baked on the eve of St Valentines day: Nigella Lawson has nothing on me.
[Tasty home made granary bread rolls with homemade smoked salmon terrine]
900g = The amount of cream cheese this rather fabulous chocolate cheesecake has in it. This was my first attempt. I was rather pleased. I also felt rather sick after eating it.
[Yes that is a bowl of extra thick double cream you can see in the corner. In for a penny in for a pound and no it is not topped with grated cheese that is white chocolate shavings!]
1 = The number of rather public Facebook profile information changes possibly prompted by the meal shown above?!:
[I never [ever] blog, scrapbook or in any way publicly talk about or record my relationships. I guess I wouldn't want to throw away or burn anything I had created should it become a painful reminder. That doesn't seem to apply this time. Go figure].
£1 = The price of the rather marvelous table cloth that you can see in the above photos: gotta love a bit of charity shopping.
Many = The number of cakes consumed at the afternoon tea party I attended this month.
[The Plough @ Wreay - yum yum]
97.6 = The number of miles travelled to see my dad on his birthday.
2 = The number of bird boxed built with my Dad in some quality Daddy Daughter time. My blue tits shall now have a warm and cosy home [hopefully].
[One of the many uses for spare floorboards]
3 = The number of sleeps before the biannual crafting weekend in Draughton where much eating and crafting shall take place.
[The November 2010 Draughton Weekend, missing Jean :-(]
2 1/2 = The number of Ratty Fascals consumed in the same number of days when I visited home and Mum had been baking. Ah tasty goodness.
[Are you an eyes or a teeth person?]
I am still aiming to grab some higher numbers during March so if you have any suggestions how I can raise my game please feel free to let me know, although 900 is a fairly high number admittedly. Especially when it's referring to lard.
Till soon,
♥
I think the problem is I get so engrossed in a project and excited by all the pretty stash that I just keep digging *stuff* out until I have a tiny, tiny space to work in. It only lasts so long though and then I have to blitz the desk and the chaos starts all over again.
